Slowly, carefully, Jen moved across the bed towards Mistress. She'd shared beds with women before, but none this beautiful, none that had put her through the array of feelings Mistress had during those few hours since they'd met on the train. The only sound in the room came from the candles, an occasional hiss as flame met wax, their light still flickering intoxicatingly over Mistress' body as Jen closed in towards it. She was on all fours, pulling herself towards Mistress, her right hand touching Mistress outstretched left arm, their hands closing on each other, Mistress gripping her tight.
They were each looking intently at one another, Jen almost seeing herself reflected in the flickering depths of Mistress' eyes as she laid herself down beside her, their faces just inches apart, matching movements placing their free hands on each other's hip, their joined hands resting on the bed between them. Slowly, Jen stroked Mistress' skin, feeling its smoothness against her hand, tracing the curve of it as Mistress pulled them closer together. Slowly, their lips came together, brushing against each other, the soft cushion of their breath between them, then closer and closer, their open mouths joining together, Mistress running her tongue over Jen's lips as they kissed, then Jen responding, their tongues intertwining, Jen tasting the sweetness of Mistress' lips as she ran her tongue over them.
As they kissed, their bodies moved closer, pushing tightly into each other, Jen feeling their legs tangle together and rub against each other, Mistress pulling her closer until they were in total contact, breasts rubbing together gently as they came close. The kiss was becoming more passionate now, more urgent, their hands coming apart, their arms wrapping around each other as they held each other close, Jen feeling the warmth of Mistress' skin against her body, sensing the vague pulse of her heart beating in her chest.
Mistress gripped Jen harder then rolled over onto her back, pulling Jen with her so she was now lying on top. Mistress moved her hands down to cup Jen's rear, gently stroking and massaging there, all pain now gone from there, replaced with the warmth of her touch. Jen moved her hands up to Mistress' neck, stroking it as she kissed, letting her hands run over Mistress' shoulders, wanting to touch and kiss every part of the beautiful body that now lay beneath her. She lifted her head slightly, still just holding the kiss, her tongue brushing Mistress lips, looking down at Mistress' face as they kissed. Her eyes were open too, looking at Jen with passion and desire, silently urging her on.
Using her hands to hold Mistress' face, Jen started to kiss her all over it, slowly laying tiny kisses over her cheeks, her forehead, down the bridge of her nose, over her chin and then down to her neck, slowly moving her body down, feeling Mistress move her hands up her back, flowing over it and round to her breasts, gently running over them, teasing her nipples as Jen showered her neck and shoulders with kisses. Jen felt herself responding to Mistress' touch, her hips pushing down and grinding against Mistress. Mistress arched her body up in response, grinding back against her. Jen moved her hands downwards, touching Mistress' breasts for the first time, letting her fingers explore their curve, their shape, their smoothness, rubbing the flesh, then slowly touching the nipples, circling them with her fingertips, feeling them swell at her touch.
She moved her body again, tearing herself away from the delicious pressure of their grinding hips, moving slowly downwards, letting her lips trail over Mistress' chest, slowly covering every part of Mistress skin with the attention of her kisses. She could still feel Mistress' hands on her breasts, her fingers stroking slowly underneath them, the nipples cupped in her palms, rubbing them softly, sending a slow warmth through Jen's body from her touch. Jen's mouth reached Mistress' left breast and she started kissing it all over, then let her tongue trace a soft line down to Mistress nipple, using the tip with her fingers to make it swell before taking it into her mouth, sucking on the engorged nub, catching it gently between her teeth. She felt Mistress move in response, the slow rumble of a moan deep in her throat, her hands moving up to stroke Jen's hair, holding her at her breast as she sucked on it, playing it on her tongue.
Finally having the taste of Mistress on her tongue was slowly intoxicating Jen. She was savouring every inch of her skin, tasting Mistress' essence with every kiss, feeling the blood rushing through her nipple as it rubbed on Jen's tongue. She could smell the sweet scent of Mistress' arousal, too, slowly emanating from between her legs, its smell urging Jen to rush there and take her fill of it, but she resisted wanting to worship all of Mistress' body she could before succumbing to the ultimate pleasure of her. Carefully, she let the nipple fall out of her mouth, giving it one last delicate kiss before moving to the other side and repeating the process with Mistress' other breast, loving and worshipping it, feeling Mistress move in response, her fingers caressing Jen's head in a matching rhythm.
She felt Mistress move her legs beneath her, moving Jen's legs apart, sliding between them, rubbing her thigh against Jen's sex, applying subtle pressures to her clit. Jen ground back, loving the feeling of Mistress against her like that, slowly moving her hand over Mistress' bare stomach, stroking her hip, moving inward, running her fingers through the soft mat of auburn hair between Mistress' legs, feeling them rise and part as she touched her there. Still sucking on Mistress' nipple she began to stroke her sex, feeling its outline with her fingers, taking her time to explore its patterns, feeling the swollen lips pushing at her fingers, their eager wetness calling her inside.
